On the Road Again

So after a barrage of phone calls yesterday (seriously - it was insane - the cell phone would be ringing while I was on the land line and vice versa), we came up with The Plan. It involved a surgery this Friday to insert my chemo port and treatment starting next Wednesday, with a variety of other appointments sprinkled in for good measure.

Now, in the whirlwind style to which we have become accustomed this last month, the surgery is happening tomorrow and chemo starts the day after. The degree of "YAY" and "UGH" that I am feeling right now amuses me.

[YAY: We're getting started!! UGH: I hope I'm not barfing all the time for the next five months!!]

Tonight I spoke to a woman who went through treatment for triple negative cancer last year. Although she is nearly twice my age and doesn't have kids of her own, we spoke easily to one another. She gave me some wonderful tidbits of information that only someone who has "been there done that" could know. It made me so glad that I have been spending time researching this cancer, because I think the more grisly stuff could have otherwise freaked me out. But I am a strong believer in the power of information, if the facts are solid. I choose being prepared over blind-sided any day of the week.

We are heading to Anchorage bright and early so I'll keep this short. But I thank you again for your prayers that are blanketing me, our girls and this amazing husband of mine. Our family has a strong sense of peace in God's purpose for this cancer. I'm hoping His plan can be accomplished without an undue amount of vomit, but as someone who spent a lot of both pregnancies bent over a toilet, at least I come to this tourney with some experience.